Yesterday we had an immediate response to our email about the little problems we are having with the van.
A cool guy called Simon turned up with his kids to help us out.
First he tells us we have no water because we have not switched it on-(we think Brian told us to leave that switch alone). Then he thinks the water tank is empty altho Brian filled it up when we were in the van and we have had no water since.
So Simon drives the van to the middle of the site to fill us up with water. The tank is infact empty and Simon fills it so water is coming out of both holes. Still we get no water despite lots of switching the switch on and off.
Simon realises there might be a real problem and sends the kids to the beach to play. There and then in the middle of the full site he gets out his screw driver and begins to take the van insides apart and the pump.Everyone else is finding this very interesting- I'm not sure what to do now since I am no longer needed to do the switch job. So I stare back at the other campers and stupidly offer simon a glass of wine? Well we can't make tea/coffee as we have no water! simon sensibly declines the wine. A drunk plummer with a van in bits is all we need.
Steve and Simon chat about pumps and technical terms while I offer pieces of Kleenez for water drips. Then Simon seems to hit jackpot but he's shouting "s**t thats hot" and "s***t ******************** (make it up) as hot water starts to cascade all over the van. I think Simon has discovered a new hot spring geyser in our van. Another New Zealand beauty spot? We also have a beautiful waterfall cascading out of the back door. I can hear people on the site doing collective WHOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAA.
I'm trying to hold back the water with our roll of Kleenex and feel very worried about getting our clothes and bedding all wet. Steve recognises a woman just about to loose her sense of humour and knows just what to do.
So there I sit in the camp site kitchen with a great big piece of chocolate cake and Steve stays with me to make sure I don't move. We microwave the cake, it melts and we get it everywhere so this diverts my attention well. This is fun.
After some time we find the van parked back in our spot, all sorted out with a message from Simon saying he will be back tomorrow.
After all that water the only casualties were Steves socks got wet. Also Simon had brought us curtains and a double duvet quilt so we went to bed happy with a glass of wine.
Shame about Steves glassfull falling over in the bed.
This morning we also note the chocolate cake got wet so we are drying it in the sun. Chocolate cake that is gluten free is expensive you know and we are backpackers extraordinaire.